We had yet another morning tea this morning for someone who is leaving. If I see one more sausage roll, well, I don't know what I'll do. Eat it, probably.
After a few words of farewell*, the BossMan presented our colleague with a very pretty posy.
"Nice bunch of flowers, BossMan," I said.
"Yeah," he said. "I called in at Karrakatta on my way to work."
*Will there be not a trace left behind?